The Transmigrated Li Jin’s Daily Farming Life

Because the unedged paper is a three-fold size, it is a circle smaller than the four-fold bamboo leaf paper.

The locker at the foot of the bed in the room could barely fit.

Although the young man could still see his discomfort during his actions, he could not say anything, and wanted to help Li Jin clean up the things on the locker.

Li Jin said: "Wenwen, I will do it."

After all, the name "Xiaowen" was a bit feminine, and Li Jin finally weighed it up and was called Xiaowen Wenwen.

The boy turned his back to him, with a serious tone, and said, "These are all miscellaneous items. I will use them when I do work. I organize them by myself, and it will be convenient to find them next time."

Li Jin looked at the bottles and cans. Although they were worn out, they were very clean. It seems that teenagers used to wipe them off.

Li Jin is quite satisfied with this. Doctors are more or less a little clean.

After all, they have to pay attention to personal hygiene in contact with patients all day.

Just like he had just crossed over on the first day, he ran to wash the clothes himself. In his opinion, clothes that are stained with vomit are really smelly if they save for a few days until the teenager can move around.

Qin Muwen often sorted these things out as soon as he saw it, quickly removed the things, and wiped the lockers twice.

Under the candlelight, when he lowered his eyes, his eyelashes were like a small comb, long and dense.

When he turned his head, his eyes were bright, and he smiled so sweetly: "It's packed."

Li Jin put the unedged paper and rabbit brush on it, and noticed that the juvenile's needlework bamboo basket was already filled with sewn purses and handkerchiefs.

He thought that the boy had clearly told him to finish the needlework in seven days, and now only five days have passed before he has finished everything.

It's... distressing.

The boy's legs were shaking after clearing the table.

Seeing this, Li Jin frowned, and involuntarily hugged him by the bed, and squatted down/handed himself to remove his shoes and socks.

The young man was taken aback, and his exclamation was stuck in his throat, leaving only the sound of gasping.

Li Jin put his whole person in the bed again and said: "The time to walk on the ground today is over. From now on, except for getting up at night, he is not allowed to get off in bed."

He discovered that only by using imperative sentences, young people will obediently, order one action one by one.

Otherwise, the sentence ‘I should rest’ doesn’t appear in the eyes of the boy.

Sure enough, after saying this, the boy lay down obediently.

It's just that he didn't go to see Li Jin, but turned his head to look at Baozi's sleeping face.

In the eyes of Li Jin, an old man who has lived for twenty-nine years, these two are his cubs.

When the cub is disobedient, it has to be controlled.

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The two cubs lay on the bed and calmed down. Li Jin was just grinding his ink, preparing to practice according to Liu's body.

He probably had fragments of the original master’s idioms in his mind, but the original master’s words were really ugly. It’s no wonder that Mr. Song arbitrarily said that he would definitely not be able to pass the child birth test.

The word is like the person, the face of a person.

The exam for children does not require candidates to write with character, but it must not be unsightly.

Fortunately, Li Jin had a foundation for learning Chinese characters before, so it is much easier to practice than to learn from scratch.

But there are no shortcuts to writing, except for writing.

Over the course of one night, Li Jinguang practised simple lifting, pressing, and closing of the pen, and then practiced five sheets of paper with raw edges.

And he wrote on both sides.

Although these are all basic exercises, as a man who has lived for nearly thirty years, Li Jin knows that only by laying a solid foundation can he write words quickly and without losing his character.

Forty essays per knife, if he really worked hard, he would have to write at least 20 pieces of paper a day.

One hundred sheets of paper are enough for five days.

With this calculation, reading really costs money...

It is not easy for a poor student who can get ahead in ancient times.

Li Jin finished his handwriting, shook his arm, went out to wash, and returned. The boy was already asleep.

He blew out the kerosene lamp, and the room darkened all at once, except for the bright moonlight through the windows.

Li Jin quickly became drowsy amidst the cicadas crying outside the window.

Even a reasonable person like him didn't realize that he has become more and more adapted to this world and this era.

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Early the next morning, Li Jin fed goat's milk rice cereal to the buns as usual. The teenager went to the kitchen to cook after washing up.

When the steamed buns were full and napping and started to sleep again, Qin Muwen also prepared breakfast for the two of them.

The rice and noodles eaten by ordinary farmers in ancient times are not like modern ones.

The rice husks on the outside of the rice are not removed, and the bran of wheat in the flour also takes up a lot of space. In ancient times, there was no advanced technology like modern ones, and the skins of these crops could not be removed cleanly.

But the young man’s craftsmanship is good. When he cooks the porridge, he holds the heat in place, and then mixes a plate of wild vegetables, which is enough to appetite.

After eating, the boy filled Li Jin's back basket with two baked potatoes and two hard-boiled eggs.

He has no time for pancakes or steamed buns lately, otherwise Li Jin's food could be more abundant.

Li Jin smiled and said, "Mr.'s class is only in the morning, and the get out of class will end at noon. You don't need to prepare so much."

However, the transportation is not convenient, and people walk on two legs. Even if he comes back, it is already afternoon.

Li Jin said again, "I said yesterday, I will make you braised pork this afternoon and wait for me to come back."

auzw.com The corners of the lips of the teenager are raised, and the dimples are shallow.

With the phrase ‘wait for me to come back’, he felt that he really felt like home.

Li Jin put ten more bamboo leaf papers, brushes and ink sticks in his basket and went out.

Only after returning from a long vacation or when you first visit a teacher, you will give your husband a gift. After that, you don't need to bring the gift every time you go to your husband's house.

Li Jin didn't buy the stuffed buns this time, but went straight to the husband's house.

The seven-year-old kid opened the door to Li Jin. He should have been instructed in advance to take Li Jin directly to Mr. Song's study.

"These books were picked out by my father, you can copy them here.

Dad said that if you want to prepare for the childbirth test, you can slow down in class. He waits for you to copy these books, and will give you a separate talk about the exam. "

Li Jin responded, and the child went out in a polite manner and brought him the door by the way.

Li Jin thought, fortunately, Mr. Song has a fast flow of students here, and the original owner often skips classes. There is no good person.

Otherwise, facing his classmates, he really worried that he would leak his feet.

Because Li Jin got up early, and the road was cool in the early morning, he also walked fast. It was not too late (nine o'clock in the morning), and he had two hours to copy the book.

Bamboo leaf paper has a smooth surface and high inking color. The only drawback is slow absorption.

After Li Jin wrote a piece, he had to lay it out on the ground for a long time to ensure that the word would not be spent.

Mr. Song's study room is not on the same side as the side room where students are taught, but just after the time, Li Jin can still hear the sound of reading from the side room.

You don't need to distinguish the voices one by one, you know that the students are young people.

This gave Li Jin a sense of urgency. He had to support his family and farm the land. He didn't have as much study time as others, so he had to work harder.

If you take the exam for a talent, you will be exempted from paying the land tax, and you will be able to improve your social status. Even with a teenager in the village will be much better.

As for whether he can continue to be admitted to Jinshi and Juren, Li Jin finds it very difficult.

The more you go to the exam, the more you test your grasp of current affairs. He is a traverser, still adapting to a society without kingship in his heart.

Li Jin has no respect for His Majesty from the heart.

He feels that the more he goes to the top of the test, if there is really a palace exam day, maybe his attitude is noticed, then something really will happen.

Besides, his family is too poor now, and Kaoju people still have to go to Beijing. He can't keep both husband and children in the village, so he can't worry.

Before he knew it, Li Jin finished copying a piece of paper, dried it on the ground, and started to copy the second one.

The quartet bamboo-leaf paper, Li Jin writing is too small, and only seven copies were copied in two hours.

When Mr. Song came into the study, the floor was already full of books written by Li Jin, and it could be seen that his first few characters could not be well controlled.

But after writing, neat and clean words fell from the tip of his pen, and Song Yuan became more satisfied with it.

When Li Jin finished copying a copy and was about to dry it, he saw Song Yuan standing behind him.

He hurriedly said: "Sir."

Song Yuan said, "You have made great progress in writing in Liu Ti, which is good and good."

He even said two good things, and he was very happy.

Then he asked where Li Jin had copied it, and Li Jin was a little ashamed: "Just finished copying the "Sacred Edict"."

Song Yuan thought that Li Jin and his own background were both poor children, so he asked, "Which chapter does the heavy farming mulberry have enough food and clothing?"

The significance of copying a book is not just to read it after copying it.

The process of copying is a kind of well-remembered.

Li Jin thought, fortunately, he is not an ordinary teenager. As a medical student, he has memorized countless cycles and countless term explanations in the eight years of university. He has long been accustomed to trying his best to understand and recite while copying.

Of course, it is still difficult to understand ancient texts, but he also marked all those that would not be possible, and asked if he didn't understand.

Song Yuan’s question was closer to reality, and Li Jin answered it quickly.

Song Yuan immediately praised Li Jin: "Good!"

After that, Song Yuan explained to Li Jin the main purpose of the "Sheng Yu Guang Xun", and asked him to go back and memorize it today and write it down early tomorrow.

Li Jin: "..." Although I was mentally prepared, I still felt my scalp numb.

However, what does the imperial examination mean?

Don't try to get admitted for a lifetime without hard work.

When Song Yuan saw the potatoes in Li Jin's back basket, he regretted his talent for a while and asked Li Jin if he wanted to save food.

Li Jin waved his hand and declined: "The husband and the child are still at home, and the students are worried."

When Li Jin came home, it was past four in the afternoon.

In fact, he was already hungry. After eating potatoes and eggs on the road, he planned to go back and cook braised pork for the teenager.

As a result, there are still a lot of people returning from the town to the village. Now that Li Jin's style has been evaluated, they are happy to say hello to Li Jin.

"Li Jin, why are you eating potatoes again?

Why don't you take Fulang's child to my house for dinner? "

Li Jin: "..." You didn't see me eating eggs just now.

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[First day of class] Estimated to feed Fulang [One braised pork]

Villager: Li Jin is a good man. He eats potatoes for himself and braised pork for Fulang.

Li Jin:? ? ?